The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1909: You are not good at it!
Chapter 1909
Just when everyone in Tiandaozong felt unresolved, a person that no one had expected appeared.
On the eaves outside the square in front of the Wuchen Palace, Lin Yun appeared in front of everyone with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth.
Ye Qingtian!
For a moment, the audience exclaimed, everyone's eyes were stunned.
Even the many disciples of the Shinto Pavilion looked at the visitors in astonishment.
"Is this Ye Qingtian? Tiandaozong's recent rise in swordsmanship, but isn't he locked up?"
"How did this guy come out?"
Not only are they confused, but their eyes are full of incomprehension, but many people in Tiandao Sect are also extremely puzzled.
In the rumors, Ye Qingtian was severely injured by the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint, and even said that he was killed.
But now it appears so grandly, it is really puzzling.
"Good fellow, I knew I wouldn't misread the wrong person." Wang Ziyue patted the table fiercely, and laughed in excitement.
This Ye Qingtian is really infatuated. The unruly appearance is just an illusion, but the heart is deep in love.
No one in the world can understand, only I understand!
Bai Shuying looked up, her expression unchanged, but there was a little wave in her heart.
In the past few days, she has deliberately forgotten this person. Once she remembers, all kinds of things will appear in the holy fairy pond.
She felt scared for some reason. This was an emotion she had never had before.
Huh!
Ye Qingtian fell from the eaves and said with a smile: "Someone seems to not welcome me."
He swept his gaze and fell on Bai Yizhou, Ye Qinghong and the others with a look of astonishment, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.
"Ye Qingtian, you made a big mistake by trespassing in the forbidden place, and you dare to sneak out of the cliff of thought, where do you put the rules of the sect?" Ye Qinghong immediately scolded.
Lin Yun directly found a place to sit down, and smiled: "I heard someone playing the piano, come down to breathe. The saint is here, it's your turn to teach me? Little bunny, you are not a saint Women look at it!"
Ye Qinghong was immediately blocked, his face flushed, and the fight with Lin Yun seemed to have never been negotiated.
"Holy woman, this lewd|The thief does not deserve to stay in the dust-free palace, and ask the holy woman to allow me to drive him out!" Ye Qinghong glanced at Lin Yun coldly, and bowed his hand to order.
"That's right, the person who wears sin, what kind of face, stay in the dust-free palace." Bai Yizhou said immediately.
Lin Yunsi has no fear. He drank a glass of wine and smiled: "I am not guilty, who convicted me? I just did, and the two don’t need to teach the saint to do things. Can I sit down when I go?"
Bai Shuying is annoyed, this guy has such a thick face.
"Nie Wushuang, the piano is good, go on, Yemou hasn't heard enough." Lin Yun smiled at the Wushuang boy across the square.
Young Master Wushuang smiled, resting his hands on the strings, neither answering nor moving the strings.
In the square in front of the Wuchen Palace, everyone looked at Lin Yun, somewhat surprised by his lightness.
This is the frost-free son of the Kagura family!
Just now, there is no mercy to kill, and the suppressed Tiandaozong people can't lift their heads, saying that it is not an exaggeration to lose their face.
Ye Qingtian, superb swordsmanship, but new to Nirvana.
In contrast, in any case, it didn't shake the opponent's strength, in the eyes of many disciples.
Even if it is the ordinary sacred biography of Nirvana with Seven Elements, it may not be Master Wushuang's opponent.
Only Ye Qinghong, Zhang Kui, Bai Yizhou, who have inherited techniques, and are the leaders of the family, can truly fight against Young Master Wushuang.
But these people's buttocks were glued to the chair, and they didn't move.
Not only that, but he even ridiculed the sacred biography of the sect and flattered Mr. Wushuang.
The people who watched were indignant, but they were helpless.
Young Master Wushuang always had a faint smile on his handsome face. He smiled softly: "I heard about your reputation before I came here, but to be honest, you don't really deserve it
Listen to me playing the piano. "
"Oh?"
Lin Yun came with interest and smiled: "That's not the case, I also know some rhythms, why don't you listen to it?"
Puff!
Ye Qinghong sneered and said: "Ye Qingtian, don't be ashamed, you are nothing more than a cat and a dog compared to Master Wushuang. They are the descendants of the Kagura family, you can just be ashamed, don't lose me The face of Tiandaozong."
Bai Yizhou mocked in a cold voice: "Jumping the beam clown, thinking about staying on the cliff for so long, the temperament has not changed at all."
Beside Mr. Wushuang, a piano boy sneered and said: "You are not worthy to lift shoes for my boy, and you want to play the piano in front of my boy."
"You really can't be too low-key."
Lin Yun smiled and saw that many Xuannv had musical instruments in her hands, and smiled: "Sister Xuannv, please lend me some musical instruments."
"Ye Qingtian, use mine."
"Young Master Ye, use mine."
……
These mysterious girls have a good impression of Lin Yun, and all kinds of musical instruments flew over to Lin Yun.
Seeing such a passionate Xuan-nv, Tiandaozong's many holy biography, I can't help but become jealous.
Lin Yun chose a guqin, played with it a bit, and put it on the table.
Young Master Wushuang cast his eyes, and the childlike Qin next to him, he said coldly: "Presumptuous, who allowed you to play the piano in front of the Young Master!"
Wow!
Qin Tong rushed out like a lightning, boom, this little Qin Tong actually has the cultivation base of five yuan Nirvana, and everyone who saw it was surprised.
He is very fast, but Lin Yun is even faster and has already moved the strings.
Boom!
The sound of an explosion is like thunder on the ground, and the loud piano sound is deafening.
Puff!
As soon as the piano boy took off, he was hit hard by the sound of the piano, spitting out blood, and fell directly to the ground.
This scene happened so quickly that everyone didn't react, but looked at Qin Yin in surprise.
"As the saying goes, hitting a dog depends on the owner, but the dog barking is really annoying. When I play the piano, I don’t like the sound of the dog barking. I'm sorry, Mr. Wushuang."
Lin Yun said with a smile, saying it was an apology, but it seems that there is no slight apology in this appearance.
"It's okay." Nie Wushuang is still personable, with an undiminished smile, but there is more murder in his smile.
"Hahaha, let's start."
When Lin Yun dropped his hands on the strings again, his aura seemed to change.
The handsome face, with a trace of tranquility and solemnity, seemed to be a Sile, with only Guqin in his eyes.
At this moment, many women's eyes fell on Lin Yun's face, just thinking that he had an indescribable charm.
Even if this face is aside, the temperament on his body is very fascinating, even the handsome and frosty boy seems to be far behind.
Chang!
Suddenly, the sound of the piano came out, but Master Wushuang took the lead in playing the piano. Only one string was moved, and it was as if the holy sound was exploding in the square in front of the temple, and it instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Nie Wushuang's movements are elegant and majestic, his fingers are white and agile, and the piano sounds are pleasing to the ear, as if he would bring people into the fairy palace.
In the dust-free palace, there are wind and violent clouds.
Lin Yun smiled, he also plucked the strings, the same sound of the holy sound exploded, and the sound of the piano was like a sword.
I saw him close his eyes, as if returning to his first time in Kunlun, in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.
There will be confusion, pride, passion, and hopes for the future.
Unlike now, no matter how brilliant the smile is, I can’t forget the melancholy that Master’s life is about to die.
With a broken heart, where to find a friend in the world.
A confidant smile, how can this matter start from scratch.
A song of pear blossoms fades, only the rose is red in the snow.
A song of reincarnation is bitter, where will you meet again?
I still remember the heroic sentiment back then, the night of the full moon, blowpipe murder,
What a style of funeral funeral.
I am not a mortal, so why be polite with you!
The sound of the piano went wild, and Lin Yun opened his eyes fiercely, with endless sharpness hidden in his deep eyes.
"Voice of saints!"
Everyone was shocked, their expressions changed drastically, and they didn't expect Ye Qingtian to actually have the voice of a sage.
The sound of the rhythm is not inferior to the opponent, much stronger than Zhou Xu, who played the piano before.
Boom!
The vision in the sound of the two people's piano touched each other, making a violent sound, and it was dim in a fifty-mile radius.
The sound of Lin Yun's piano actually suppressed the opponent at this moment.
Nie Wushuang frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he didn't expect that the other party was really capable.
"Small carving skills!"
Nie Wushuang let out a cold snort, and the voice of the great sage burst out directly, and the cold air at his fingertips condensed, and he gradually began to move real.
On top of Lin Yun's head, the dark clouds were full of squalls, and the lightning condensed by the voice of the great sage fell directly.
The hearts of everyone trembled for it. Zhou Xu was defeated by this trick before. Can Ye Qingtian stop this blow?
Lin Yunsi has no fear, his fingers strums the strings quickly, and the sound of the piano is like a sword, accumulating sharp edges, wanting to cut everything.
"The Voice of the Great Sage? I will also."
Lin Yun smiled, and when his **** lightning was about to fall, his finger snapped.
Boom!
The electric lights shattered in response to the sound, like blood-colored fireworks, scattered around.
"The Voice of the Great Sage!"
Everyone's faces changed again, what is going on with Ye Qingtian.
It's all about mastering the voice of a sage, but he still has the voice of a great sage. Is he also a prodigy of rhythm?
"What's going on?"
Bai Shuying was also very surprised. She looked at Lin Yun with a look of doubt in her eyes.
Is this still Ye Qingtian in her mind?
The situation on the stage did not really reverse the ending just because Lin Yun showed the voice of sages.
The airflow gathered above Lin Yun's head kept violent, and the blood-colored lightning was still swimming frantically.
Vaguely, a scary **** vortex was slowly taking shape.
Lin Yun doesn't seem to feel it, he is not disturbed by the other party's piano sound, and he has a piano sound like wind.
Those winds seem to be spiritual, and they dance under the sound of the piano, not at all violent and soft.
But it was this artistic conception, so that Master Wushuang couldn't find the flaws, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with surprise.
How did this guy do it?
His musical attainments, even if placed in the top ten Kagura families, are comparable to those of the real heroes.
At this moment, Lin Yun is in a certain state, in the laughter, the sound of the piano is like a river surging.
His piano sound is still rising, and everyone is shocked to find that Master Wushuang really can't suppress Ye Qingtian.
The original scarlet vortex seems to be disintegrating a little bit, and the lightning has become a lot weaker~IndoMTL.com~ The wind is blowing for nine days, and the clouds are drunk! "
Lin Yun let out a big laugh, and the sound of the piano suddenly ran away, and the vigor that had accumulated for a long time was like a sharp sword, rushing away with the sound of the piano.
Crack!
The dark clouds on the top layer of the head were cut by this sword, and the sunlight fell through the cracks, turning into beams of golden light and falling on him.
His long hair dances wildly, his clothes are stirring, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and the look in his eyes is crazy.
"Nie Wushuang, your piano sound is not good." Lin Yun smiled and said: "I should have fun, right?"
Hahaha!
In the sound of laughter, Lin Yun Qinyin chopped up all the dark clouds above his head, and rumbling, the vast and vast storm of piano sounds, turned into thousands of troops and roared away.
A chaotic country, how can we be in the pool? This sword is born extraordinary!
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